Fitz Adam’s Story (James Russell Lowell Poems)
The next whose fortune 'twas a tale to tellWas one whom men, before they thought, loved well,And after thinking wondered ...
The next whose fortune 'twas a tale to tellWas one whom men, before they thought, loved well,And after thinking wondered ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
Poem Read At Cambridge On The Hundredth Anniversary Of Washington's Taking Command Of The American ArmyIWords pass as wind, but ...
One after one the stars have risen and set,Sparkling upon the hoarfrost on my chain:The Bear, that prowled all night ...
The cordage creaks and rattles in the wind,With whims of sudden hush; the reeling seaNow thumps like solid rock beneath ...
INow Bioern, the son of Heriulf, had ill daysBecause the heart within him seethed with bloodThat would not be allayed ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
IAs, flake by flake, the beetling avalanches Build up their imminent crags of noiseless snow,Till some chance thrill the loosened ruin ...
IN ACKNOWLEDGING A TOAST TO THE SMITH PROFESSORI rise, Mr. Chairman, as both of us know,With the impromptu I promised ...
Thou look'dst on me all yesternight,Thine eyes were blue, thy hair was brightAs when we murmured our troth-plightBeneath the thick ...
Men say the sullen instrument, That, from the Master's bow, With pangs of joy or woe,Feels music's soul through every fibre sent, Whispers ...
ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPEThe pipe came safe, and welcome too,As anything must be from you;A meerschaum pure, ...
Ere pales in Heaven the morning star, A bird, the loneliest of its kind,Hears Dawn's faint footfall from afar While all its ...
How strange are the freaks of memory! The lessons of life we forget,While a trifle, a trick of color, In the wonderful ...
Who does his duty is a question Too complex to be solved by me,But he, I venture the suggestion, Does part of ...
I.About the oak that framed this chair, of oldThe seasons danced their round; delighted wingsBrought music to its boughs; shy ...
SUB PONDERE CRESCITThe hope of Truth grows stronger, day by day;I hear the soul of Man around me waking,Like a ...
I cannot say a scene is fairBecause it is beloved of theeBut I shall love to linger there,For sake of ...
Far over Elf-land poets stretch their sway,And win their dearest crowns beyond the goalOf their own conscious purpose; they controlWith ...
So dreamy-soft the notes, so far awayThey seem to fall, the horns of OberonBlow their faint Hunt's-up from the good-time ...
Ship, blest to bear such freight across the blue,May stormless stars control thy horoscope;In keel and hull, in every spar ...
The path from me to you that led, Untrodden long, with grass is grown,Mute carpet that his lieges spread Before the Prince ...
Walking alone where we walked together, When June was breezy and blue,I watch in the gray autumnal weather The leaves fall inconstant ...
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